作曲：Garth Richard Dahdah
作词：Garth Richard Dahdah
Plain date me the dash of fallout boy oh boy
Trophy case full of almost wars
Ribbons fade to red turn to blue tears
They say it's not about the medals won
But tell that to the war inside my lungs
Every runner up story written on my bones
Every night strike kick carved in the stone
Second place is the first place loser
Watch my silver turn to bruises
I'm done being the almost king
Second place is the first place loser
Time to stop being the nearest cruiser
Settling for less is in my thing
They call it podium I call it prison
Standing just below where I should have risen
My reflection in the silver shine
Shows a face that's tired of the finish line
Every consolation prize cuts like a knife
Being second best won't define my life
Second place is the first place loser
Watch my silver turn to bruises
I'm done being the almost king
Second place is the first place loser
Time to stop being the nearest cruiser
Settling for less is in my thing
In the shadow of victory
Breathing dust from the leader's trail
But these hands weren't made for silver
And this heart wasn't built to fail to fail
Second place is the first place loser
Now my silver's turning to fuel
I'm burning bridges to the usual
Second place is the first place loser
Watch me break every runner up
Rule no more crown of the almost cruiser
Second place is the first place loser
This time I'm burning the scoreboard down
I know I'm settling for close enough
This time the victory's homeward bound
From the ashes of second best
A champion rises forging fire
No more silver lining stories
Goes the only thing I desire
滚动歌词&翻译贡献者：悭禹
